2 acessos
A [verse] A She came from, Welwyn Garden City 'fore she moved into my town A C She was stone cold broke but her legs were pretty And her hair looked mean as she let her hair down D She followed in her mother's footsteps To make a little cash on the side D Invested in a well-made cat suit Showed all the boys she had nothing to hide, she's just a [Chorus] A Sunday stripper at the F# bar on the corner B She's a g-string tripper E A But I'm in love with her [verse] A I get dressed every Sunday morning Get my hair back nice and clean A C I take a slow walk down to the coach & horses And I try to find me a front row seat D I sit there quietly drinking I never have to wait too long D Before she's up there in spotlight satin And the beer gets too low [Chorus] A Sunday stripper at the F# bar on the corner B She's a g-string tripper E A But I'm in love with her [break] A F# B E A x2 A x4 [verse] A I picture her putting on her make-up Deciding what to wear A C I can see her hand pulling up her stockings Painted nails riding through her hair D And as I sit believing She does in just for me D The others watch but I don't care She's mine for all the world to see [Chorus] A Sunday stripper at the F# bar on the corner B She's a g-string tripper E A But I'm in love with her A Sunday stripper at the F# [stop] bar on the corner B She's a g-string tripper E [blues run down] A But I'm in love with her